And Meluly feels better, too. Even with her grumbly little complaint about the lack of natural light, having someone she likes to (platonically) sleep with has gotten her more relaxed and pleasant-feeling than she has since that little time spent in those hot springs in the Sensoriums.

"I always exercise," she says, arms wrapping around Katara and rolling to pull her up on top of Meluly, so she can squeeze her extra-tightly for a moment. "Lights on or off?" she mumurs. "I can see fine either way."